By Valiente Rook
Are you mesmerized by the internet? It’s alluring alright I mean it’s a whole new world. Whether it be simply surfing, downloading, shopping, playing games, chatting on messenger or in chatrooms there’s lots to do. Facebook! How can we forget Facebook and Myspace? All our personal details snippets here and there floating around in cyberspace. What a world to be part of. Downside? Viruses, yup those annoying malicious codes that somehow infect and wreak havoc all over our pristine ordered P.C. life. So I guess that is people’s biggest fear about the web (never mind being spied upon by the government but that’s a different story).
Well, people, you’re wrong. There’s something even bigger to fear than simple viruses and I’m not talking about losing your internet connection. Like almost everything nowadays its origins are set somewhere in Asia to be more precise, the part of Asia excluding the Indian subcontinent, Central Asia and the Middle East. A sad tale of doomed love.
In Asia, there once lived this girl. Bullied in school for 14 years of her life, she withdrew herself from the physical world and started anew on the internet. Here she found acceptance, happiness and finally love. She could not believe her eyes, here was a handsome guy (from the pictures she saw) completely head over heels in love with her. He listened to her, comforted her, made her feel wanted, made her feel special and then one day he decided to meet her. Hearing these words made her squeal in delight, finally, her prince in shining armour was going to come and whisk her away!
The day came where she went to meet him, she didn’t even care that the meeting place was in a quiet part of the town’s park. All she knew was blissful happiness at the thought of seeing her love in the flesh for the first time. After waiting 5 minutes in a whirl so fast, BANG! She was knocked over the head, unconscious she fell into a dream of anticipating love, only to awake into a nightmare. Her heart beating faster and faster at her surroundings, she was tied to a bed, gagged in a dim-lit room. Realization struck her, her beating heart stopped, she was not loved, never had been. What followed was a torrid of abuse which was to be showcased over the internet. All her life she had been shunned, picked on by her peers, ridiculed by her family and now the only hope she had too had betrayed her, the internet, her non-existent love had finally destroyed her.
Some days later her heart had given way, in truth her heart had stopped beating when she realized that she was never wanted. Sad as it may be her soul was not so weak. Before she had passed away she vowed revenge on those that did this to her and to her amazement she became one to the thing that led to her ill-fate, the internet. A soul full of hatred, venom and only pain unleashed her mirth on her abusers. Destroying their income by infecting their evil websites. She was able to trace all the users and the creators and to her delight, she had control over all things electrical, including their P.C.’s, and so begun her eerie plan. She stalked them, left them death messages, flooding their emails and feeding their P.C’s with incurable viruses. Watching them through their very own webcam they became her entertainment. Many users went mad; the creators, her abusers, were mysteriously found dead, strangulated it seemed by the wires of their own P.C.’s. Their death posted on their own site and left on their P.C. screens the words “You cannot be trusted”.
Her revenge did not end there; one by one everyone that had mistreated her had ended up dead, strangulated, with the same message on their P.C.’s “You cannot be trusted”. And so it went on, her pain was not quenched. After she went, all those that seemed to be living untrustworthy lives. Surfing through their Myspace, Facebook, social sites pretending to be them, pretending to be their friends. Over the net she stalked joining forums, chatrooms, pretending, finding targets. Anyone who she deemed untrustworthy, who portrayed a life of bad, evil, lust was wiped, strangulated with the words “You cannot be trusted” across their P.C. screens.
So can YOU be trusted?